Best With Nostalgia Poems

We all seem to think of flowers, only in the sun.
Did you realize at night, it is time they dance in floral fun?

After the busy insects, got their tasty food for the day,
The flowers can relax in the most unique, enchanting way.

They recall with nostalgia,...

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Lying in bed..
In my deathbed
Don't have much time..
I am filled..
with nostalgia..
Memories of which I will always cherish..
Within my deepest thoughts
I imagine I am a child again
the child inside me..
Such joyful memories ..
Memories of running so freely in the grass..
Holding hands with my playmates..
Sharing secrets
Laughter..
The innocence...

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Ah, the rustic charm of our old uncovered bridges
built in a century not quite on the verge of major industrialization -
back in a time when connections were vital
for fledgling communities just starting to survive and later, to thrive.
They spanned an entire era with a semblance
of...

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Oh! The joy of life when one it seems
wants to climb into a portrait of sentiment,
only then to create a trembling emotion
that completes an insatiable mind, 
when one’s image blending with nostalgia
ferments for a moment like a perpetual habit 
served up as vintage wine.
To be...

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again …

here I am -
a glum ghost
a somber shadow
I have come to dream

to pledge duty, your gleam
to venerate your foreday liturgy
ah, and mend the mist - the magical mist
another mercurial morn creature such as we

ever cautiously coy in its dark, shifting purpose
with foggy fingers it...

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Blackberry bushes barricade the background
of your immature stature.
Braided chestnut hair rests gently 
on weakly shoulders
as your hazel eyes beam a child's rippling wonder.
Bee-glazed berry juice permeates your smiling cheeks.
The taste streams alive as I gaze upon you
with your burgundy splashed denim jumper, 
which belongs in...

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Your song speaks to you..
Only you..
It makes your heart skip a beat..
It surrounds you with nostalgia..
A connection fills you completely..
Absorbed in emotions..
It captivates your spirit..
You are no longer alone
As you dive into a state of bliss..

Your song is an enchanting gateway..
You are on a smooth...

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This one is going to hurt.

That is why it has taken me so long to write it,
Because a part of me still loves you
And thought you would call or write me.
I know you need your time;
You have your process, and I respect it.

But today, today,...

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The sea is rough and I never learned to swim
So I won't push the boat out
I won't push the boat out
I shall stay on shore and have a feast
Of delicious happy thoughts and plans
For treats and pleasures coloured pink
With my extraordinary friends and swap stories
About...

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I pray for a palace of dreams and memories
With stones and pillars of mementos 
And high crystal ceilings that glow with my dreams. 
Halls filled with melancholy melodies— 
Each bittersweet note echoing the hopes, fears 
And tears of all my past years and epochs. 

I...

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Norman Rockwell
Rockwellesque



brilliant man with nostalgia values

with dreams viewed of a perfect life 

depicting amusing scenes

with sense of humor, shown

with heartwarming bonds

memories fade

canvas art

captures

life

12/2/2015


Poetry Contest: Favorite Painter 
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron 


9  8  7  6  5  4  3 ...

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After working day long, was relaxing mind and soul
With a beautiful song.it  took away all the  troubles
Out of me.
As I was gazing around,my eyes caught the  glimpse
Of a bright colored book.
 Ah!! After a long hiatus,I saw the book.
it filled me up...

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Ruminating over a golden era gone by and over possessiveness filled me with nostalgia
Ultimate luxury of vying for a car as well as owning a chauffeur driven one was
Sadly for the migrated rulers who ruled over another dynasty across oceans
The massive Ford drove into grandpa's...

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There is no other place to compare
With nostalgia and profusion it bares
A place where I dissolve my thoughts
And a convention of love never bought
When I am with him I forget about time
But still recording every little moment - I’ll be fine
This is the place I...

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Mom bought records of the classic Disney films; each song
was played again and then again; we all sang along.

Mad Hatter singing he was late, Snow White singing too, 
and seven whistling dwarves kept us from feeling blue.

Yes, those were our “Wonder Years” with my family.
Also...

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